I am reblogging this because a reader told me that they were in a suicidal depression but they didn’t do anything because this post gave them Hope! I have goosebumps from reading this and I am so glad that i wrote this post so it could inspire one person to live and breathe!
Iris, it means heavenly colors.
Being in a severe depression is one of the most excruciatingly psychically (and even physically) painful experiences any one can ever experience. That’s when the bottom falls out from under you, the rug is yanked out from under your feet and in either case, there is a black, terrifying bottomless abyss into which you fall. At first you claw and scratch to get out, but then as the days go by, you give up. You sit down, you stay put. All hope is gone, you have no energy to fight, your inner voice has maliciously turned against you. It tells you you are worthless, garbage, not worth saving. You don’t want to listen but you have no choice, you have no energy left to fight this. You have no hope of getting better. And anyway, are you sick or is the the way you always…
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